We are once again a two car family. No I didn't buy a Ferrari, though that would be fun. I sold a car. For the past three years, between the two of us . . . well really I should take responsibility for this, for the past three years I have owned two cars, and J has owned one; we were a three car family. More cars than drivers.
When I bought the VW convertible, I kept the reliable, practical Mazda 3 hatchback. It was the proverbial hot hatch. Fast, handled well, had lots of toys, a sunroof, and a great sound system. I kept it as a grocery getter, and honestly out of a fear that if the convertible turned out to be a lemon I would still have a reliable car (the only other VW I have owned was a lemon yellow lemon from day one.) I grew to trust the little VW, I love putting the top down. It is small and easy to drive. The handling is not as crisp, but I have adjusted to it. The turbo makes it snappy enough to get out of the way. The VW convertible became my go to car, unless I needed a bit more room. And I seldom do, and when I do there is a Mercedes in the garage.
I had bought the Mazda new back in January of 2012. I was on my way to buy a Honda fit, saw the Mazda at the dealer next door, it was a little larger, much nicer, and frankly very well priced. It was kind of an impulse buy, I was headed out to buy a car, but not that car that day. It has been a very good car. The issue was not that it was worn out, or needed work, it was that I don't use it enough to justify owning it. I had it serviced and inspected in January (the state has a mandatory safety and emissions inspections) and I had driven it less than 600 miles since then. I had to remind myself that it needed to be driven. In nearly 10 years, I had only driven it 36,700 miles. It is the ten-year old used car you want to buy, if you are buying a ten year old used car. Driven enough so everything works, dealer maintained, and very low miles.
I sold it to the dealer I bought it from. I might have squeezed a little more out of it selling it myself, but I wanted this to be as painless as possible. And it was, maybe 30 minutes total, and I know the dealers payment will be good. They drove me home in it, I couldn't stand to watch it drive away.
Five minutes or five years from now, when I regret parting with it, I will need to come back and reread this, reminding myself, that it is simply not good for a car to sit that much. It needs to be driven, it is fun to drive, I wish the new owner as much happiness in it as I had.